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Well, about this chapter? Yeah some people said that Sasuke was ooc and I won't argue with you because...yeah it's true :D but i tried to describe what he feels a bit more so you'll understand okay?
sasuke: as you can clearly see, she doesn't own us.
Me: why can you clearly see that? D:
sasuke: because you're stupid.
Me: sasu-chan, don't be mean D':
Sighing Sasuke rested his head against the hard wooden bench. As his head hit the wood he winced from its coldness.
Wasn't it cold enough in this friggin' prison?
Well, apparently not it seemed but at least those unfriendly guards got him a jacket and a blanket.
He tried desperately to keep warm with only Naruto's and the guards' jackets and this thin, poorly made blanket.
Previously he had been pinching and massaging his toes to keep the blood flow steady and get them warm.
Kabuto once taught them in Orochimaru's hideouts to do this when one was cold.
It helped a bit but didn't keep the agonizing coldness away.
He sneezed.
Perfect.
"Are you kidding me?", he growled.
He hadn't had a cold in ages and only visited doctors if he absolutely had to.
Kabuto's…ehrm…treatment had taught him so.
Guess the guy never liked him.
Well he didn't either, so he could care less.
Staring off into the darkness of his damp prison, his thoughts drifted to a certain pinkette and all he could do was wonder why he was blessed with such a wonderful creature.
He didn't deserve her. Absolutely not, but hell would freeze over before he gave her away again.
She was his now and nobody would take her away.
When she had visited him early, he couldn't help but feel that his world was a little brighter.
He couldn't really place these feelings well because he never felt any of their kind before but he didn't want them to go away again.
Actually it was quite the opposite.
After spending years engulfed in darkness he appreciated every grasp on some light he could get because they would drive away the loneliness, the numbness and the fear.
And Sakura was just like his own personal sun, so he embraced every feeling he felt when she was around him. Because it would drive everything else away and let him do things he always wanted to and make him go crazy. Crazy for her.
Bluntly she was everything. Everything he needed, everything he wanted, everything he valued.
And he would do everything he could to protect her, hell, even try to make her happy.
He wouldn't give her away.
Never.
Because he needed the light.
As she walked upstairs towards her room in the hospital Sakura clutched her crutches tighter.
Walking was a bitch, she concluded.
Additionally, she got the worst nurse from all it seemed.
Her name was Mariko.
She was late for all healing sessions and those were just…plain bad.
Mariko didn't adapt her chakra to her client's chakra, so if she let her healing chakra go over into her patient's body it stung. Stung really bad.
Concentrating and changing chakra was a basic you learned in you first year as a healer.
Did Tsunade pick this particular nurse to make her suffer?
At the moment she wouldn't put it past her after all she was really angry with her.
Her scolding on their way back to the hospital from Sasuke's prison had told her so.
Tsunade was quiet.
Too quiet.
Normally Sakura's shishou would have gone all out by now.
Suspicion made its way into Sakura's gut.
"Ano…Tsunade-sama?"
No response.
Then Tsunade abruptly stopped and the pinkette nearly crushed into her if her enhanced ninja senses wouldn't have alerted her.
Her shishou spun around.
"What the hell do you think you were doing Sakura? I wouldn't have put it past Naruto to sneak out of the hospital, but you? And with your injuries, too. You are a medical, you should know how fatal it can be for you to walk around at the moment."
"I…"
"You've never done anything like this before! What has caused you to behave like this?"
"Tsunade-sa-"
"Could it be that this Uchiha is having a bad influence on you? That's it, right? It's that criminal's fault-"
"It's not! Sasuke got nothing to do with his! You don't even know him, Tsunade-sama! You don't have the right to judge him!"
"That's where you're wrong, Sakura. I will judge him. And my judgment is important. I and the elders will decide if he's going to live or not, so I do have the right to judge him."
Sakura's eyes were hid behind her bangs.
"That was low, Tsunade-sama."
With that she walked off, ignoring the protest coming from her legs.
She was angry now.
Very angry.
As the pinkette turned around the corner to enter her room, she saw Shizune waiting for her.
"What do you want from me, Shizune?", she snapped.
She felt a bit sorry to let her anger out on the Hokage's assistent.
"I'm here on Hokage's orders. I shall bind you to the bed to prevent you from healing yourself or sneaking out of the hospital again."
Or not.
Quickly, Sakura spun on her heels to get out of the room as quickly as possibly, but crashed into a familiar chest as she did so.
"Oh no, Sakura-chan, we won't have you escaping again", she heard Kakashi's voice a bit muffled by his mask.
She hurriedly pushed her way past him, but as she tried to run down the hallway without the support of her crutches, she hissed from the immense pain and her legs gave out from under her.
Before she could hit the ground, two arms caught her and threw her gently over the person's shoulder, who turned out to be Kakashi again.
"Let me down, Kakashi-sensei! Let me down!"
Kakashi did as he was told but only to let her fall onto her hospital bed and hold her down, so Shizune could put the shackles on her.
Now her wrists were tied to the bed.
"What the hell are you two doing?"
"Like Shizune-chan said, preventing you from escaping."
Growling, Sakura struggled against the shackles.
"Calm down, struggling will just cost you energy to no avail", Kakashi added.
The pinkette sighed and stopped but instead observed the locks further to see if she could pick them open.
As she seemed to be deep in thought, Shizune's hand reached out towards her pink hair and took two hair pins out.
"I'll be confiscating these. After all I know how good you are at picking open a lock", the brunette smiled cheerfully and left the room with Kakashi.
Sakura listened as their footsteps disappeared down the corridor.
Smirking, she let her chakra flow into her underarms.
Morons, she thought, while forcefully pulling her arms upwards and effectively breaking the shackled off the bed.
They were still on her wrists but they didn't restrain her anymore.
She didn't know how much time Sasuke had left, so there was no way that she would be wasting one second of their precious time.
She grabbed her crutches that rested next to her nightstand and got up.
The window was still left open from her earlier escape.
Carefully hanging her injured legs over the balcony she let chakra flow into them and into the ends of her crutches.
Then she bend her body 90° forward so that her feet and crutches stood on the wall of the hospital and held her with her chakra in place.
Like this she made her way comfortably down the wall of the hospital avoiding any windows.
The darkness began to drive him crazy again.
Just like down in Orochimaru's bases.
There were those shadows that he could make out even thought it was dark.
Right now, they were still hiding, lurking in the corners but he knew.
He knew that when he would turn his back to them they would slowly, slowly crawl towards him and then they'd engulf him.
He could struggle as much as he wanted but they wouldn't let go.
So he stared at them. Stared at them so that they wouldn't dare to come near him.
Their formless bodies haunted him and put pictures of his family in his head. His whole clan smiling brightly at him. Happy.
Then there was blood, everywhere was blood.
He could make out Itachi's face.
Itachi, Itach-nii-sama.
He was smiling.
Smiling even though there was blood.
Everywhere.
On his clothes, in his face, trickling down his mouth.
Sasuke clutched his head.
No, no, no!
Too much blood.
His brother again.
This time he was staring at him.
With the Mangekyou in his eyes and again covered in blood. But it wasn't his blood this time. It was the blood of his parents and his family.
Behind him he saw them.
Those who had ordered his brother to kill his family.
The council and the elders of Konoha.
The elders of Konoha.
Konoha.
Konoha had killed his family.
Konoha took everything away from him.
He hated it.
He would make it pay.
He would destroy Konoha for what it had done to him. To his family. To Itachi.
Destroy…destroy…destroy…
No! No, no, no, no, no.
He couldn't think that way.
Sakura told him.
It wasn't Konoha.
It had been those geezers.
Or Konoha…
No…
He couldn't hate Konoha.
But slowly, hate began to bubble in his stomach and rise. Rise high into his head, the image of Sakura's smiling face slowly fading, disappearing in the sea of blood.
No, no…
Please…
Sakura…
Don't leave me alone.
A certain pink-haired medic nin wandered down Konoha's busy streets.
It was market day, today and she thought she could stop by there and get something for Sasuke since she knew that prison food wasn't really good.
On the market she stopped at a vegetable seller's stand.
The old man grinned brightly at her.
"Welcome, ma'am. I'd be glad if I could help such a beauty as yourself if you have any problems."
Sakura giggled.
"Do you have any good tomatoes, sir?"
"Of course! Right here! They are the best tomatoes in the whole country of fire!"
The shop keeper leaned closer to Sakura as if he wanted to tell her a secret.
"In Lightning, they have the best and freshest tomatoes…now guess where mine are from! But…" He looked suspiciously around, " Shhhh."
The man's eyes twinkled in amusement and Sakura couldn't help but giggle again.
"Then I'd like to have some of these."
"Right away, ma'am!"
Heading for the prison for ninjas Sakura carried her purchase in a plastic bag the man gave her.
It was a bit difficult to balance the bag with crutches in both hands but she managed anyway.
Eventually she reached the prison and made her way down towards the lower cells.
This time the guard allowed her to go alone, trusting that she wouldn't set some dangerous guys free.
Even if she wanted to, she probably couldn't because every cell had its own guards before it.
As she approached Sasuke's cell the guards already made place for her.
"Please be careful, Golden Phoenix-sama, he's been restless for some time now, it seems", one guard spoke up to warn her.
"Thank you and I certainly will", she retorted and made her way past them into the dark room.
When the door was closed behind her the room was complete dark and she couldn't see.
"Sasuke?", she called out uncertain.
Suddenly strong arms enveloped her from behind and Sakura turned around in the raven's embrace to put her arms around his neck.
But as she rested in his arms she felt that Sasuke's hands in the small of her back were shaking.
"Sasuke? Is something wrong? Could it be that it's still too cold?"
Her voice was filled with worry.
"Sakura…"
Sasuke growled, his voice pained, as he buried his head in the crook of her neck.
"Sasuke?"
The pinkette asked again, now slightly panicked.
Sasuke's hands were shaking even more now.
"Don't go…"
"What do you mean? I just arrived, I won't leave again just now."
"…you can't leave me alone again, Sakura."
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